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Show SWEETEST OF ALL. Sweetest of all, thou mystiTrose That in the church's garden grows, Marv, the Flower of Heaven, no blight E'er rested on thy petals white, Whiter than wind-swept winter snows. The breeze ,of . prayer about thee blows, And from thy dewy calix hlows. Ture perfume thro' our life's short night-Sweetest night-Sweetest of all! ! To thee we bring our joys, our woes, Xearer to thee we would repose. Resting within thy gracious sight, Lying within thy hallowed light. For thou art, as the sinner knows, , Sweetest of all ! 4 English Messenger. |